Her smile was cute and mischievous.
But she tried to keep her eyes big and round, just like a real doll.
This is the song she sang:
By a miracle of science, Doing justice to his fame. Doctor Caspar, full of kindness, Brought me back to life again.
Look-a smile, a sigh, a whisper-
And alive am I once more,
Your beloved little sister, To be with you evermore!
How I longed to meet you, brother, To sit side by side and talk!
Don't forget your darling sister With the gentle name Suok!
I have not been dead but sleeping, Deep and silent was my sleep, And I dreamed I saw you weeping,
And myself would open weep. Look-I wake-my lashes flutter, My eyelids part, I smile, I talk! I have come alive, dear brother,
Come to you-your own Suok!
"Suok," Tutti said softly.
His eyes were full of tears.
The doll finished her song and curtsied.
Everyone sighed with admiration.
They began to move, to nod, to clack their tongues.
Truly, the melody was very sweet, though somewhat sad for a voice so young and pure.
"She sings like an angel," the conductor said.
"But the words were rather strange," one of the Palace officials said, and the medals on his chest clanged.
That was all the criticism there was.
The Three Fat Men entered the hall.
Such a crowd might have annoyed them, and so everyone made hastily for the doors.
In the confusion that followed, one of the kitchen-boys clapped his syrupy hand on a court beauty's back.
She screeched and everyone suddenly discovered that she had false teeth, because they fell out of her mouth.
A fat Captain of the Guards stamped over the beautiful false teeth with his ugly boot.
There was a crunching sound and the Master of Ceremonies, who was following close on his heels, grumbled.
"Look at all those nuts on the floor!
What a noise!
It's disgraceful!"
The beauty who had just lost her teeth wanted to protest.
She even raised her hands, but, alas, she could only mumble something no one could understand.
A moment later there were no outsiders left in the ballroom.
Only the highest officials remained.
Now Suok and Doctor Caspar found themselves face to face with the Three Fat Men.
The Three Fat Men did not seem to be upset by what had happened the day before.
They had just been playing a game of ball in the park under the watchful eye of the doctor on duty.
This was healthful exercise.
They were very tired.
Their perspiring faces glistened.
Their shirts were plastered to their backs with sweat, and their backs looked like wind-blown sails.
One of them had a bruise under his eye that was the shape of an ugly rose or a pretty frog.
Another of the Fat Men looked at it timidly.
"He must have hit him in the face with the ball and made his eye black," Suok decided.
The bruised Fat Man was huffing angrily.
Doctor Caspar smiled uncertainly as the Three Fat Men stared at the doll.
The beaming face of Tutti the Heir put them in a good mood.
"Well," said one of them. "So you're Doctor Caspar Arnery?"
The doctor bowed.
"How's the doll?" another one said.